I Think I Saw a Ghost - Instrumental

Let's get this money, yeah nigga

Uh, shit is rockstar shit

Radiohead and all them niggas with all them fly names

Yeah, Green Day, Van Halen, Metallica shit

Yeah, Ozzy, shout out to Ozzy

Yo, hey yo

[?] the duffle bag got a straight mill

Black [?] the grill

Party and bullshit, the gun got a full clip

Stop running your trap, you get yapped for that loose lip

Triple [?] feel like an OJ glove

And them Gucci seats in the jet is nothing but love

Push come to shove

I'ma burn an half of ounce in the skylark

Ice cold Dos Equis, I don't fuck with the landshark

AMG [?] with the glass steering wheel

Petrified wood dash [?] the crystal windshield

White tire gold diamond flakes in the paint job

Shit's so sexy, when you look, you get your dick hard

Impeccable, I'm more than intellectual

[?] that'll stir fry your vegetable

[?] merk your grandmaw

For them dead presidents

You should never bite the hand paw

I think I saw a ghost

Walking up and down the road

Going coast to coast

It won't stop until the lights turn off

Well here you go, it's bad for me

I think I saw a ghost

I think I saw a ghost

And that's the word to my mother

I love the motherfucking game, I like my bird to be smothered

Apple juice Beamer at Costco's

Rock and roll shit still make you do the wop though

Leather pyjamas, the house shoes off white

If I wanna win the finals then I gotta call Mike

Floor seats, smoking on purple punch

The other funds stuffed in the safe way up at Oregon

Time for me to shit on the rap game

Range Rove cruise on train tracks in the rain

Face twisted when I'm cracking your frame

Gates missing when I lap on a plane

I may fracture your brain

Your girl's swimming, I still feel her wet weight

It's a drywall but the cactus remain

Vic Spencer now chilling at the function

This shit's so exclusive big Ghost ain't see it coming

Ayo Starks, man, give me some [?]

I think I saw a ghost

Walking up and down the road

Going coast to coast

It won't stop until the lights turn off

Well here you go, it's bad for me

I think I saw a ghost

I think I saw a ghost

Seems they come out at dark

Rockstar like Linkin Park

Guns we gon' let 'em spark

Two tone like [?]

Hoodie on like we stealing

Crowd look like Van Halen

Mixed with Public Enemy

Busloads of chick [?]

White boys'll ride for me

Black boys that die for me

Only keep it gangsta so the fuck boys hide from me

Too big to stage dive

Too rich to drink and drive

But I still do it, how the fuck am I still alive?

Rap on this dope guitar

Lights on like it's the law

Blue face, it's blue face the safe look like Avatar

Got bread for any car

Could buy out any bar

And I stand tall like Bruce and Abdul-Jabbar

Lyrically another level

Deep get another shovel

It's hard to hate on the god, so get another devil

Yeah, weed and liquor in my cup

Still middle fingers up

Wu-Block

I think I saw a ghost

Walking up and down the road

Going coast to coast

It won't stop until the lights turn off

Well here you go, it's bad for me

I think I saw a ghost

I think I saw a ghost